One-shot

She's come so far from what she was. She was a murderer, tortured people and killed without a second thought. She hated my kind with a passion and nobody ever thought that she could love anyone like me. But somewhere along the line she changed. Amongst all the war, spells and tortured she changed. She says it's because of me. Because I never gave up on her. But I can't take all credit. It was hard for her to change, but she stuck with it and I'm happy she did.

She was crazy I know, and she still is. All those years she spent in Azkaban were not kind to her. She still has night terrors about them. But not as much as she use too. She gets better day by day. People didn't like use together at first. But we didn't care. Cause we finally had each other.

And right now there's no place I'd rather. Here in bed with her. Her fingers sliding in and out of me, well her tongue works magic as moan her name. I grip her hair and arch my back as my pleasure builds. All the thrusting and sucking she's doing is driving crazy.

My breath gets faster as I get closer. She picks up her pace with fingers as my walls tighter around her. I scream her name as I cum and try to catch my breath. She removes herself from in me and I groan when she does. She lays down beside me, wraps an arm around and kiss me. I taste myself on her and pull her closer to me. She breaks the kiss and looks deep into my eyes.

"I love you Hermione." She whispers to me. I smile and stroke her check.

"I love you too Bellatrix." I kiss her again with as much as I have, because I don't care what she was or did in her past. I don't care what the others think. Because it doesn't matter.